(^138) Route 113 arrived at the Merrimac Ferry which crosses Lake
Wisconsin. The ferry was more a barge as it was pulled across the
lake by cables. I guessed using the barge was due to the lake’s
shallowness, as I read it has a maximum depth of only 7.3m.
Once on the opposite side, I resumed my ride past Lodi and Dane.
Shortly past Dane, a kind man stopped and offered to take my
panniers to my next destination—how nice of him?
The weather was incredibly humid as I pitched the tent at DeForest.
Unfortunately, I soon had to retreat into the tent to avoid being
devoured by the many eager mosquitos. Although it was hot, lying in
the tent was fun, especially while watching fireflies flit and glow in the
darkness.
The weather was so hot, humid, and tropical that I could not for the
life of me imagine winter in Wisconsin, as I understood the average
temperature for December, January, and February was a mere 5°F.
leana
(Leana)
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